thick cock
between her legs.
Releasing her breasts, he slipped his hands
up inside her skirt, over her legs and stopped at her hips when he
found no underwear. He sucked in his breath and slid a hand between
her legs.
* * * *
“ Oh, fuck.” Noah moaned.
Finding no panties revved his cock into overdrive, but touching her
pussy dripping with juices exceeded his expectations. Her breasts
fit great in his large hands. Lips of silk. Curves that only a
racecar driver could handle. Fourteen days would never be long
enough to make love to her like he wanted to. And oh how he wanted
to. Wanted to leave her begging for more.
He rubbed his finger between her slick
folds. She whimpered and ground her hips across his engorged dick.
His thumb flicked over her clit, and she bucked. Again, he used his
newfound power over her. Another quick flick of his thumb, and she
bucked with a moan. Hair inched down her back as she arched her
neck, eyes closed, mouth opened in sweet pleasure.
A few more flicks and then he slid a finger
inside her velvet pussy. Tight and wet. Tighter than he’d ever felt
before. He wondered when she’d had sex last. Could she handle his
thick cock or would he hurt her? Bragging about his package wasn’t
in his nature, but he was experienced enough to know his dick was
thicker than most.
Maybe he should pleasure her in other ways
first. He unzipped her skirt and slipped it over her head. Then he
sat up, wrapped his arm around her and laid her on the bed. She
tugged at his pants, but she didn’t know what she asked for. The
take charge, fuck-her-brains-out attitude would have to take a
backseat. Right now, she needed sweet and tender love. Shaking his
head, he bent to kiss a breast. A thin layer of sweat covered her
and he could taste the salt as he kissed her skin.
She moaned, wiggled beneath him and rolled
her head from side to side as if she hadn’t been touched in a long
time. He kissed a line down to her navel. When he stopped there and
licked a circle around it, she pushed on his shoulders, urging him
to go down farther. His ego swelled with pride and his cock
thickened with need.
Her legs opened to him. He ran a hand
through the neatly trimmed curls between her thighs, parted her
pretty pink nether lips and kissed her swollen clit. Flicking his
tongue in the same way as his thumb had before, he slipped a finger
inside.
“ Oh, God!” She moaned, dug
her hands in his hair and pushed his face into her
pussy.
She threw her head back into the headboard
with a thud, her breath ragged; rocking and grinding across his
tongue and fingers. He enjoyed knowing he was the cause of her
pleasure. Enjoyed knowing she couldn’t be thinking about pinching
his cheeks right now. Enjoyed knowing she blazed with passion for
him.
Desire to see her face consumed him and he
gazed up at her beautiful body. Sweat trickled down her temples as
she moved her hips faster. More secrets revealed themselves when
she gripped a breast and squeezed, tugged at her nipple.
He continued to pleasure her with his
finger, sliding in and out. His thumb rubbed her clit as he sat up
on his knees and watched her hands, now both on her breasts.
Glorious sight to watch. “That’s it, baby. Squeeze those beautiful
breasts.”
How much could he take? His cock strained
and hurt, wanting to be where his finger was, wanting to feel the
warmth and wetness. But he knew he’d hurt her. Her pussy was still
wrapped tight around just one of his fingers. How much width could
she take?
He slid another finger inside. She sucked in
her breath as he pulled them out and pushed back in. After a few
strokes she relaxed. Warm liquid trickled on his palm and he began
to rub it on her clit, faster and faster.
Crying out, she convulsed around his
fingers. Rolled her head back and forth and rocked against his
palm. Wave after beautiful wave. What would she do with him inside
her? Would she thrash about or would it hurt too bad to feel good?
He wanted to know,